The best advice

I’m not going to lie; I’m fairly tired after 10 days of hiking. We started of at 700 meters and reached out highest peak at 5416 meters when passing Thorung La. Having a couple of rest days I very much needed and handy. The scenery has been breathtaking at several points and 7- and 8000 meter mountains start to feel like everyday sights- not a big deal anymore. I hate to say it, but the autopilot has been turned on subconsciously…

Thankfully my dear cousin gave me the best advice I could ever get before I left: stop up every now and then, breath, look around and realize where you are! I keep having these “moments” fairly frequently where a big smile spreads across my face, my body starts to tingle and I feel as happy as I could possibly be.

Yet again I find myself in a jeep driving amongst or between the Himalayas. As I’m bouncing around in the jeep, driving past what’s left of a river I “come to life again” understanding how freaking lucky I am to be here in Nepal in the midst of the highest peaks of the world. As I’m looking down at the remains of the river, I see ppl walking along it looking for fossils which are being sold everywhere in the small villages in the mountain range. At this very moment I realize that I’m looking at one of the world’s highest points which millions of years ago used to be the sea floor.

We keep on driving off-road on similar Tibetan “roads” in a jeep pumping with popular Nepalese pop music with several Nepalese guys jigging to the beat and singing along. My grin gets wider as I’m humming and trying to follow the rhythm while the jeep keeps tossing my left and right.

I’m loving every single second of it.